"Yo, Lord Immortal Emperor, what kind of wind blew you here today?"

"Northwest wind!"

"Oh, there's no wind today. ”

"Then I'm going crazy, right?"

At the top of the Kunpeng Tower, in the Kunpeng's special presidential suite, Kunpeng quietly swayed the goblet in his hand, a shoehorn smiling face of a yin and yang nouveau riche who looked at it and made people want to smash his dog's head with a stick.

Phew, all evil capitalism!

Thinking so in his heart, Meng Xiang walked into the room slowly, regardless of whether Kunpeng agreed or not, and sat directly on the sofa.

Today I will punish you, a capitalist lackey, with bright socialist values!

Ming Tian thought, his eyes focused on Kunpeng.

Such a hot gaze made Kunpeng, who was wearing loose pajamas, feel the chrysanthemum tight.

For some reason, he felt that today's Meng Xiang was different from when he first came two days ago.

In particular, this hot, hot gaze made Kunpeng's sphincter feel a serious threat.

"Meng... Lord Immortal Emperor, you look at me like this... Could it be that you have a dragon impotence?!" Kunpeng covered his ass and stepped back again and again.

"Your sister, dragon!"

"Ah, what, isn't your title of Immortal Emperor Longyang Immortal Emperor? I have to doubt..."

"It's the Immeasurable Immortal Emperor, did you do it on purpose? Definitely on purpose, right? If you want to be beaten into a braised lion's head by me, just say it. ”

Kunpeng: "......"

Meng Xiangqing coughed to adjust his emotions and said, "Actually, what am I coming here for this time, I think you should know it, right?"

"Hmm~" Kunpeng's eyes shrank for a moment.

After a moment of hesitation, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly: "Lord Immortal Emperor is thoughtful, what are you thinking, I am so reckless, how can I guess?"

You old fox, Tai Chi is thriving.

Kunpeng can indeed see and listen to all directions, but after all, he is not an immortal, where can he guess what Meng Xiang is doing this time.

Even though the two looked at each other and smiled, their faces were kind and calm, in fact, the game between the two had already started from the moment Meng Xiang entered the house.

In fact, Kunpeng was also muttering in his heart at the moment.

The only thing I offended him about it was that I lied to him about something two days ago.

But how can I say that he is also an immortal emperor, I haven't officially started yet, this guy shouldn't really do it with me for such a thing, right?

Immortal Emperor, you can't be so careful, right? You're an Immortal Emperor, and you're not a poor old man bargaining on the streets.

The other side.

Well, here is the poor sour old man who bargained on the streets.

Meng Xiang's eyes were like torches, staring at Kunpeng.

Ming Tian, I hope you can really restrain him.

Mingtian, you are an immortal, you are also an immortal, your spirit in the sky must bless me, Mingtian bless Mingtian bless Mingtian bless...

Meng Xiang prayed three times for peace.

... Another plane...

"Ahh

Mingtian, who finally got the right to use the toilet, just started to pee, and suddenly a sneeze started without warning.

The sneezing was so subtle that it sprayed urine from a sniper rifle into a shotgun, and not a drop went into the toilet, but outside the toilet was a rainstorm of pear blossoms.

Finally regained his crosshairs, looking at the urine droplets near the toilet, Ming Tian suddenly sweated like rain.

It's over, and my daughter-in-law is going to punish me for washing the toilet again.

"Which bastard is cursing me behind his back?!" Ming Tian was furious, and he raised his head and scolded the ceiling.

......

It's not a way to stare at me like this, this guy is not stunned, crazy hints will only be beaten back by him with Tai Chi, and in the end it will be me who will be embarrassed, but I will lose the initiative.

Since you do tai chi, don't blame the old lady... Uh, no, the old man is merciless.

"Ah, Mr. Kunpeng, your Kunpeng Pagoda is really exquisite, I have been an Immortal Emperor for so long, and I have never seen such a gorgeous building!"

Kunpeng was stunned for a moment, obviously confused by the topic of Meng Xiang.

Immortal Emperor, what is he doing here?

No, he must have other plans, he looks like he is still confident, and it looks like he has received some kind of advice?

You must be careful! I'm the No. 1 scheming watch in the Ninefold Continent... Uh, no, the first wise man! Playing routines, how could you lose to a stupid second immortal emperor like you who can only speak with your fists?

Thinking of this, Kunpeng couldn't help but raise his vigilance.

"Where is it, this is just a small idea of mine, how can it be compared with the immortals and Buddhas of the Great Thousand Immortal Realm?

Meng Xiang heard a hook at the corner of his mouth: "Hey~ Mr. Kunpeng, you are too modest." I really think that your Kunpeng Pagoda is so creative and ingenious that you don't have to bury yourself. ”

This guy, how did his eloquence improve so much?

Kunpeng was shocked.

In his impression, Meng Xiang should be the kind of stunned idiot, who doesn't leave the fuck, is vulgar, and can't scold the idiot.

was shocked, but he was still a little inferior: "Lord Immortal Emperor has won the award, I didn't expect my Kunpeng Pagoda to get such a high evaluation in your mouth, it's really shocking to me." ”

"Where, where, I'm really boasting. ”

"Accept and concede, I didn't expect that Lord Immortal Emperor actually had the same taste for decoration as in the next, and the luxury style that came to the next was very mainstream. ”

"yes, yes, luxury is very mainstream... It's like a kiln. ”

"Haha, I've won a prize... Wait, what are you talking about?"

Meng Xiang suddenly changed the conversation, almost making Kunpeng not react, and actually scolded himself two sentences according to his words.

Meng Xiang smiled lightly and said, "Where, I just said that Mr. Kunpeng, your taste is the same as that of the kiln, is there anything wrong?"

Kunpeng was stunned for a moment, and his face suddenly darkened by three points.

"Mr. Meng, are you scolding me? I'm sorry, although I'm not an immortal Buddha, I don't mean to bow to power. ”

"Oh, Mr. Kunpeng, why did you say that?"

Meng Xiang was angry and pulled out a disgusting smile [If he was looking in the mirror, he would definitely blow up the mirror and the wall behind him].

"I'm just complimenting Mr. Kunpeng on your gorgeous style, isn't the decoration of the kiln like this?"

Is this guy really praising me, but his eloquence is too bad? No, it's not like! There must be a deception, he must have something else in mind!

Kunpeng couldn't help but feel heavy.

After several rounds of business blowing each other, Kunpeng was surprised to find that he didn't have the slightest advantage in the initiative of dialogue?

What's going on? Normally, now Meng Xiang should have knelt down and licked my shoes? I can't even see his true intentions?

"Mr. Meng, what are you doing, please tell me clearly, I, Kunpeng, don't say secret words. ”

Knowing your uncle's people, dark your grandmother's words!

You were doing Tai Chi with me just now, do you think this set is still useful to me now?

Meng Xiang has to admire!

After a round of pulling melon eggs, all the words that Kunpeng said were actually expected by Ming Tian, not to mention the error, it was accurate to the punctuation, and it was all counted by Ming Tian one by one!

It's so powerful, Ming Tian, in the end, is a man who achieves immortals with one mouth! Count the number of days and lives, I will serve Bodhi Ancestor, but if I want to brag, I will really serve you alone today!

[Remember, playing routines with the old fox is a mentality, whoever puts down his face first will be disadvantaged. must catch him off guard, the first step is to break his mentality and make him vigilant. The more vigilant he is, the better your chances of winning!

Facing Kunpeng who pulled down his face, Meng Xiang's face also turned black like a flip book.

"Since a bastard like Mr. Kunpeng, whose face is darker than Darius, insists on being a wise man, then I have no reason to hide it anymore, let's just say it, the purpose of my coming to you!"

Hearing Meng Xiang say this, Kunpeng's scalp exploded.

What's going on? Illusion? This momentum is so strong!

Objective?

What is the purpose of this guy?

Kunpeng's vigilance has been raised to the extreme.

And at this moment, the gloomy Meng Xiang, his solemn meaning gradually turned into a solemn killing.

The temperature in the whole room seems to have dropped a lot.

This made Kunpeng tremble.

In his eyes, Meng Xiang seemed to be a different person, and he didn't look stupid at all when he first came.

In Kunpeng's fluttering heart rate, Meng Xiang raised his head and slowly spoke in a cold smile.

"Kunpeng, I want your pants, give me your pants, right now!"

"Ha ????"

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